Chapter 9

Lindsay again flinched with desire when Kim made fun of her, but fought the desire. “I want you to undo all this weight you’ve put on me” she said.

“Maybe I should” replied Kim, who held her gaze directly into Lindsay’s eyes. “But don’t you want to feel what it’s like to be fucked like a fatty one more time?”

As she stared into Kim’s eyes, her mind was taken back to the threesome and she slowly unclenched her fists. In that moment she wanted nothing more than to feel that pleasure again, and her longing for Kim’s touch overpowered her hatred of her tormentor. Between this and her inability to stop eating, Lindsay felt helpless over how little willpower she seemed to possess these days. She gave in to her desires and locked lips with Kim. She could wait another few minutes to get her old life back if it meant feeling Kim’s hands on her.

The two women twisted their tongues together as they shuffled into a nearby stall and shut the door. Lindsay sat down on the toilet while Kim got on her lap and straddled her. Kim brought a hand up and grabbed a handful of Lindsay’s fat tit. She squeezed and kneaded the hefty breast while rubbing her thumb over its stiffening nipple. Lindsay would’ve moaned if Kim’s tongue wasn’t stuck halfway down her throat. Kim used her other hand to rub the fat girl’s blubbery belly. Kim broke off their kiss for a moment when she noticed something slightly different about Lindsay.

“Mmm… have you been pigging out all week, you dirty cow?” she asked. “I think I can feel even more fat on your gut.”

Lindsay blushed bright red. “Yes. I can’t stop eating. I’ve gained almost ten pounds since the other night.”

Kim knew she had this fat girl in the palm of her hand. “I want you to tell me what a fat fuck you are” she ordered.

Lindsay was totally awash in the pleasures of Kim’s touch and wasted no time complying. “I’m such a big, fat fucking cow now.”

“That’s a good piggy” said Kim, who was still fondling the breasts and belly of the fat girl on the toilet. “What makes you such a fat cow?”

“I have a double chin. My boobs are so fat they spill into my armpits. I can’t even walk right, I have to waddle around like a fucking blob.” Lindsay was openly moaning now as she recited each sentence. She had lost herself in all the pleasure.

Kim stopped her rubbing and undid Lindsay’s jeans before sliding her hand down the front of her pants. She could feel the dampness of Lindsay’s panties. She began massaging her wet pussy through her panties. “I hope this toilet doesn’t collapse under the weight of your fat ass, you porker” Kim whispered into Lindsay’s ear. She grinded on the plump girl’s lap as she played with her pussy.

Lindsay was on the verge of orgasm at this point. She rolled her head back and closed her eyes while she moaned. Kim used her free hand to resume rubbing Lindsay’s sagging tits, which rested on her gut as she leaned back in the stall. The big girl was so lost in bliss that she didn’t notice when the old familiar vibrating sensation overtook her body. The squirming feeling of fat forming under her skin returned, unbeknownst to her, as Kim massaged her flesh and rubbed her chubby pussy. Kim smiled as Lindsay’s body spilled outward with fresh fat, causing her new clothes to grow tighter. Her shirt rode up a little as her belly rolled forward over the waistband of her panties more and more. Lindsay’s already bloated breasts surged forward as they filled with even more fatty tissue. As her shirt tightened around her chest, one could clearly see where her flabby tits pressed against, and began to spill out of, her G-cup bra. She was breathing heavily. Kim rubbed her chubby pussy faster through the wet panties and leaned in for another mesmerizing kiss. However, she stopped just short of the semi-conscious Lindsay’s lips.

“You truly are a beautiful girl, Lindsay” she cooed. “No matter how much weight I pile onto you, you still manage to look good.” With that she gave Lindsay a deep, rough kiss. As she forced her tongue to the back of the fat girl’s mouth, she could feel Lindsay’s face plumping up and pressing against hers. Lindsay erupted into a massive orgasm soon after. She slapped her fleshy thighs closed and leaned on the wall of the bathroom stall for support. When she finally came down from her high and regained her ability to think straight, she realized that Kim wasn’t there. She had been left alone again.

She stood up and burst out of the stall, but nobody was there. She quickly realized things felt different. She went to zip up her jeans, but they wouldn’t go up all the way. Her bra felt tight. She went to the bathroom mirror above the row of sinks and could immediately see the changes. She was definitely fatter than before. She had to be close to 300 pounds now. Kim had tricked her again. She began sobbing as she looked at the changes in her body. The shirt she had just bought that day was riding up just enough in the front that the underside of her belly was visible. Her jeans were clearly too tight for her fat butt and fleshy thighs. Her shirt was snug around her chest and arms, and the thick, harness-like straps of her bra were plainly visible. It wasn’t hard to see that she was now spilling out of the same bra cups that, earlier in the day, she couldn’t believe she was able to fill up. Her face was so very round now she couldn’t believe it. Her cheeks were definitely chubbier and her double chin was calling all kinds of attention to itself.

A million thoughts raced through her head. What was Nick going to say? What are the stores going to think when I return clothes I bought an hour ago because they’re already too small for me? What are the people at work going to say? Will I even go back to work there? Will I find Kim again? Can I make her change me back? Why am I so hungry again already?

Just then a woman walked into the bathroom. She gave Lindsay a quick look as she walked by and disappeared into a stall. Lindsay could tell what that look meant: Disgust. Disgust that anyone could ever let themselves go so much and get so grossly overweight. She felt a twinge of excitement through the sorrow of being transformed into a overweight woman.

All those thoughts that had been running through her head stopped. She thought about that twinge of excitement. She thought about how little resistance she was able to mount whenever that twinge came about. How all other priorities seemed to fade away whenever she had a chance to chase that feeling. Was this what the rest of her days were going to be like? Getting stares from people at the mall? Buying bigger and bigger clothes as she got fatter and fatter?

Just then, two big women walked into the bathroom. They were all smiles as they laughed and chatted; they seemed very happy. Soon they were gone, but their joy left a lasting impression. After seeing this display, Lindsay finally realized that being stuck as an overweight woman wasn’t the end of the world. She didn’t have to spend the rest of her life angry over what had happened to her. Besides, Nick would happily have her no matter how fat she got. She accepted that she wasn’t the thin, cute girl next door anymore. That was a lifetime ago. The real Lindsay was the big, bloated, chunky, plump, flabby, doughy, fat girl smiling back in the mirror. And, for the first time, she was okay with that.